Louder than sirens Louder than bells Sweeter than heaven And hotter than hell There's a drumming noise inside my head It makes such an all mighty sound That starts when you're around I swear that you could hear it As I move my feet towards your body

Big money goes around the world It's the power and the glory It's a war in paradise A Cinderella story On a tumble of the dice Big money underground Big money got a mighty voice Big money make no sound Big money pull a million strings

Can you love me again? I need to know now, know now Now I’m rising from the ground Rising up to you Filled with all the strength I found There's nothing I can’t do! I told you once again, Do this again, do this again oh no Know I’ve done wrong,

Arms to the ground Far from the rivers Somebody heal me from my pain I'm reaching closer My stars dive lower Holes in the sky Pierced by the fire Grace in our tears

Into the ground Beating me, beating me Falling away from me (Falling away from me) Beating me down Screaming so sound It's spinning round and round Hey I'm feeling tired

How does it sound if we spend the night out? Come on, come on We spend the night out Hey baby, what's that sound I make a few steps and I fall on the ground It's a long shot but darling I couldn't love you more. Hey baby, give it a try I can find an

We are ghosts of the concrete world Genetic codes of a dying breed Will I be left behind Sounds of a playground fading You can find all you need The message is in the silence Whisper words to calm your mind Reach inside another playing come-around

That nashville, wouldn't be nashville, without you It'd be just another river town Streets would have a different sound Hey fire, burnin' round the ring Hey crazy, you know it's true There'd be no honky tonks with whiskey rounds No dreamers chasin'

I know what you wanna hear Truck tires on a two lane rolling River rushing and a warm breeze blowing in Hair all around to the sound Of the radio singing in the background Gravel grinding, while we're finding A little spot I can make a fire in Top

And the sound of distant thunder. The tall weeds lay flat down On the hard flat Kansas ground. And a sad song in her head, Kept blowin' round. She barely even knew his name,